Talk is very cheapMy soul is yours to keepYou are the Shepard we are the sheepYour loving hand rocks me gently to sleepNow as I kneel down and weepIn my perfect nature my sin starts to seepMy life is nothing but a filthy heapI'm nothing more than a worthless creepI've sunk so low I fell in too deepOver the valley of death I tried to leapThe hill I'm climbing is way too steep

Satan tries to bring me downbut You slam him to the groundNow I feel like the big clownIn the circuis across townSpinning again in a runaroundin the whirlpool of love my flesh has drownedYou are King with thorns were crownedlet us make a joyful soundYes I was lost but now am foundWhen I'm afraid you're love surroundsWhen I'm sad, your grace aboundsSomeday soon you'll be reknowndoo doo doo doo doo doo...